A Heart to Heart – with God

A Heart to Heart – with God

The lamp illuminates Your picture. 
I kneel in obeisance as the day fades, 
Your golden flute sparkles with fairy lights, 
The peacock feather emits a myriad of shades, 
Your blue hue reaches new ethereal heights. 
A few random strokes of my paint brush, 
A more benign look and the hint of a smile, 
A few more jewels, robes more plush, 
And lo! You are beauty personified!
Are you more of a God now, Lord? 
If I draw wrinkles on a weather beaten face, 
The flute I replace with a begging bowl, 
The silken robes, whoosh! tattered robes I paint, 
And now, my Lord, are you in a pauper’s soul? 
I need an answer, God. 

Mankind lives in a maelstrom of beliefs, 
Heads bent, they salute me with gold,
And push away the leper and the old. 
Treat both equally, whispered He, 
For I am him and he is me. 

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